Cody/Crystal's pov

I sat on the couch next to Daja trying to rewind the day in my mind and find the best words to describe it to her. Unfortunately, I was never good at that. "Cody I swear to god if you are not going to start talking to me I'm going home." she said with that typical irritation in her voice. I've looked at my hands as I begin to talk. "I've been to the store today..." Daja frowned her eyebrows. "Shocking" "Yea, shocking is that I met somebody. I mean, he was rushing, fresh of the plane just grabbing some toothbrushes and stuff but he manages to find the time I needed to ask for his number." Daja begins to squeeze my hand in excitement. "It must have been quite cringy tho, It's you that we are talking about... But please, tell me more!" I didn't know how to feel about her sudden rush so I just kept telling the story. "Yes, you know me, I'm always making some stupid shit that makes people uncomfortable...in that case, it was my opening line. I said something like oh so you like your teeth clean?" My friend began to giggle hardly and I couldn't blame her. I was the awkward award winner. "Anyway, I think he just thought I was cute, thanks Jesus. We had a really short conversation so I've only found out that he is in Missouri for a week, flew here from LA and his name is Sam. Oh also that my hair is adorable but that is just common knowledge." Daja agreed with me on that one. "So you have his number...are you actually gonna use it or are you just gonna be a chicken?" I began to think about the possibilities. I could just ask him to come to my show. Yeah. That sounded like a good idea. Unless he is not into drag queens.